There has been a long pause between blog entries. Many weeks have passed without posts. There have been changes, new lives starting and loss. Time now to return to what’s familiar.
The first Nova Scotia summer turned our wilderness into a lush overgrown jungle. Camping out over a hot day and night was an education in nature.
Ferns were at their newest, greenest best
Lady Slippers are rare and protected. They flourish in this cared for environment.
As do the many other flowering plants which are now offering up their fruit to the birds, squirrels and bears.
A good spot for lunch and a dip.
Zeke kept an eye on me, as he knew I had no idea where I was going.
This area is scattered with granite boulders. Some have split over time. Many covered in lichen. There are so many species here, which must be a sign of the purity of the air.
Tree around our camp site are old and gnarled
Someone has camped here before. We don’t make a fire this time.
I am intrigued by all this tree lichen
Some is like seaweed.
Tree and it’s residents seem to live together well.
Pine trees are fruiting now. These are well established cones by now.
There were sitings of frogs and snakes, too fast to capture on camera, except for this little chap who sat it out while I got his picture.
Not a bad way to get started again.